Brendon and Ryan have a special chemistry but time is running out. Will they fulfill their needs and get what they both desperately want?

I'm Mikey Way, the grand twenty year old virgin and general klutz when it came to anything vaguely romantic, with a twenty five year old hermit of a brother who only leaves the basement to visit his not quite boyfriend, Frank. I'm also an anti-social mess who's most definitely going to get kicked out of his English course at college by the professor who's more than a little convinced I'm a pyromaniac, unless by some miracle the guy I met at the comic store who wants to suck me off is actually a reincarnation of William Wordsworth. I think Pete may be one of the weirdest people I've ever met, I mean, there are not many people who find amusement in so casually involving blowjobs in their first conversation with you. Pete was a man whore, I thought man whore was a pretty weird term, but I guess Pete was a pretty weird person, so it just sort of fit, like pieces in a puzzle, or a dick in his mouth, apparently. Maybe things would end up with Pete being my friend, or maybe even something more than that, wouldn't that just be... odd? Puzzle pieces, huh? But things are never quite that straight forward, things just love to stray just off the key of reason.

Haven't we all dreamed of going inside Hetalia? Well now you can! In this story you, as the character, have the time of your lives doing anything you want. But it is also said that you have a powerful and secret power. What could it be?

Alfred and Arthur's brand new relationship will be tested when a mysterious new island "country" contacts the big 8 with a desperate message. They must go to the island and help the chief of the local tribe find a cure for his dying daughter, or else Estonia and several other countries may just perish along with her.

And in the end, we were all just humans...Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness. #LovingGermany

The day before a World Meeting, one of England's spells goes wrong, but he doesn't know what happened. He goes to the meeting and America's a... chick?

Just a bit of UsUk fluff stuff I guess. This is the result of my imagination during the schoolday. Drunkenness isn't something to be taken lightly, and the Englishman isn't on the incoherent side here. Unfortunately, Alfred's mind quite resembles France's when he's drunk; or pretending to be anyways.